Wise Dragon No. 3 Base, Zheng Yichen lay lazily on a water bed, entering a state of deep rest. He let out a light sigh, draped in a cat spirit cloak, and slowly drifted off to sleep.
After a dreamless, lengthy slumber, Zheng Yichen couldn't help but stretch his body upon waking and showed a relaxed expression, "How long did I sleep?"
"Sir, you rested for a total of twelve hours," a projection appeared beside Zheng Yichen, clad in a proper butler's attire, its image an elderly man, about sixty years of age.
"This is quite a nice place to rest," Zheng Yichen said sincerely as he glanced at the water bed, feeling it was his best sleep in a while. The headaches from Demonization and other aftermaths were all swept away.
"If needed, you can take it with you, we will provide the transport," the projection said.
